He's 12!
My baby is TWELVE! I am in complete disbelief.
and before we knew it, our toddler had fallen in love with golf...
It seems like yesterday he picked flowers for me
from the cracks in the sidewalk with such pride
as if he'd been to the finest florist in town.
I remember this moment like it was yesterday.
And not embarrassed at this point to show off the finest school projects.
Oh, I miss those baby teeth; they're so huge now!
and preparing for braces soon...
growing and playing ball...
on the boat...
and now big guy on the golf course...
He's getting taller each day and his shoes are extremely large and smelly.
Watching him become a young man is both joyful and painful.
I pray a lot these days about parenting and think about this a lot...
the ordinary days.
Happy 12th birthday, Walker! We love you so very much!
xoxoxoxoxo
This is so precious...this is the age when their shoes enter the room first, their voices start to change, and in my case, they start growing to the point that they look down on you, but will still give you a hug in public!!! I have been there four times with my boys and I too remember the day they were born. Enjoy!!! Celebrate!!! God is Good!!!
ReplyDeleteHi Janette! Thank you for stopping by! You are right on and 4 boys...bless you! And yes, God is good!
ReplyDeleteI will hop over to your blog for a visit as well!
Blessings on your day,
Caroline